Her Room (Lucky Rollx(You), maredom)


                                            >It's finally the time

                                            >You are going to "invite" the object of your desire into your home

                                            >Lucky Roll, the new batmare in town

                                            >A while ago, interdimensional portals opened and a lot of bat ponies came through

                                            >They quickly established themselves as the sexual predators of a lot of (mostly) young men

                                            >Often flying through the open windows during evenings or at night into the houses they like, considering those "suitable for raising their fillies"

                                            >Forcibly or not so marrying the male inhabitants

                                            >Some of them would spend months spying on men, gathering intelligence on them, deciding to make moves if they consider those men good husband material

                                            >Lucky seems to care more about your neighbours though

                                            >But she doesn't have any success with them

                                            >They don't seem to be into bat ponies

                                            >Unlike you

                                            >They've tried pretty hard to secure their houses against any thestral break-in

                                            >Even better for you

                                            >You are going to be Lucky's husband

                                            >You know one thing about bap mares aside from their obsession with fruits and mangoes in particular

                                            >That they would naturally consider the house they've been in for at least fifteen minutes theirs, and then make the moves on the male inhabitant

                                            >You've been preparing for this evening during the past few days

                                            >Brainstorming various fruit salads for the occasion

                                            >Placing a bowl with a few mangoes on it on the window sill, for a good measure

                                            >And several glasses full of different juices

                                            >You smirk to yourself, thinking that your whole kitchen is arranged too much like you're waiting for your date

                                            >Which is not far from truth

                                            >The path to a bat mare's heart is through her stomach, right?

                                            >You strategically cover the mango bowl with the curtains, just enough for the partial exposure, being able to be noticed in the poorer lightning

                                            >You hide the juice glasses in the cupboard and leave to your fapcave, which is how you call your room, complete with your computer and the bed

                                            >Considering her cutie mark, you got a bunch of table games to play together with her as well

                                            >After you spend like a half of an hour in front of your PC, you hear the characteristic "call" of dopamine release coming from the direction of your kitchen

                                            >"EEEEEEE!"

                                            >Not in any hurry, you get up from your chair, walking to the visitor

                                            >Just about any thestral mare could be here, not just Lucky

                                            >But surprisingly enough, it's her, in all her glory

                                            >The light blue mare is eagerly gobbling up one of the mangoes from the bowl, which she placed on the table

                                            >She's wearing her typical attire

                                            >Consisting of a big-ass lilac bow attached to her short, dark grey tuxedo, complete with long black socks on both pairs of her hooves

                                            >She opens her eyes, feeling your presence

                                            >Those blue, gradiently becoming pink towards the bottom, eyes face you

                                            >You wonder if it's some genetic anomaly to have bicoloured eyes, because you've never saw a pony with eyes like this

                                            >"Sorry, Anon. I just was so hungry and then I saw your mangoes... can you give me some napkins?"

                                            >The thestral spoke in a British accent, licking her lips afterwards

                                            >You offer her a few napkins

                                            >She takes one and uses it to wipe her muzzle

                                            >The bat notices that there's more than just a mango bowl on the table

                                            >"Were you... expecting somepony? I didn't know humies were as big into fruits as we are."

                                            "Oh, I think I forgot to put them in the fridge..." you scratch the back of your head in mock shame

                                            "...but you can eat those too if you want. Actually I feel rather hungry right now too, Lucky."

                                            >"Thank you Anon, you're so kind. You didn't need to make all that food yourself, you know."

                                            >You take a seat while the bap mare gobbled up an another mango, before taking care of one of the salads that also rather heavily featured mangoes

                                            >You offer a glass of juice to the pony as you took one to drink along your own salad

                                            >Lucky moved to the banana salad which she ate with the last remaining mango from the bowl

                                            >After you were done with food, the dishes and the empty glasses needed to be put into the sink, and the mango seeds were thrown into the trashcan next to the used napkins

                                            "So, Lucky... do you want to play something? I heard you're good."

                                            >"How about you rub my tummy before that? I feel so full, I think I ate too much." Lucky said, leaning back into the chair

                                            >You take the blue mare up in your arms

                                            >She wraps her forehooves and her leathery wings around your torso

                                            >Compared to most mares, she's pretty short

                                            >If her head is at your eye level, then her hindlegs wouldn't even reach your knees

                                            >You carry her to your room, putting her on your bed

                                            >The bat is lying on her back, her fuzzy belly being exposed to your assault

                                            >You gently rub her stomach, your hand travelling in circles along it

                                            >Feeling the blue fur and the soft tummy against your hand

                                            >Lucky hums in pleasure and content, closing her eyes

                                            >A good sign

                                            >You keep taking care of the mare, helping her belly digest the food

                                            >Sinking your hand in the pleasantly soft, feminine fur

                                            >The thestral giggles in enjoyment as your other hand joins its counterpart, engaging in rubbing her abdomen

                                            >Often switching between the patterns of bellyrubbing

                                            >You fight the lewd thoughts, having a mare and her features being easily available to you right now

                                            >Lucky bites her lip, opening her eyes and watching your hands move along her tummy

                                            "Feeling better? Is that enough?"

                                            >"Oh, yes. But let me lay there for a bit. Show me what kind of games you got."

                                            >You take out the setup of a tabletop game

                                            >Of course it's not gambling, something Lucky made a living of, more like a friendly game

                                            >Or more than friendly

                                            >Isn't it enough the time for her to grow attached to you anyway

                                            >You place the setup on the small desk

                                            >Lucky sits in front of the desk, neurons activated at the sight of the setup

                                            >You move the chair from your PC to the desk

                                            >Being familiar with the specific game you just offered to her, she makes the first move, throwing the dice with her wing

                                            >You make your own move, but you score less points than the bap did, eliciting an 'eee' and a beaming grin from her as she excitedly clapped

                                            >Man, she's so cute when she's happy

                                            >A few rounds later, all of which Lucky have won, you sigh and take the setup back into the drawer

                                            >The thestral looks smugly at you, satisfied with her victories

                                            >You sit in front of the mare, booping her snoot, trying to remove the smug expression from her face

                                            >She closes her eyes and giggles, gently pressing your nose back with her clothed forehoof

                                            >Lucky lids her eyes again, moving towards you

                                            >"I have won. And I'm already inside your room. You know what that means?"

                                            "What's that?" your expression turns dumbfounded, a contrast with the smug smile you failed to remove

                                            >"This is my room now... hubby."

                                            >You gasp, feeling the blue thestral's forehoof on your groin while a light blush appears on her cheeks

                                            >Under the pressure and the pony's rather heavy breathing on your face, your member hardens

                                            >The smell of mare arousal flows into your nostrils from the back of the blue bat pony as she flares her leathery wings

                                            >She probably thinks she can have your cock and claim your room now that you lost the game

                                            >But it has been way more than fifteen minutes since she flew into your house, attracted by the badly veiled fruits

                                            >More than enough for her to naturally grow attached to you

                                            >She grins in a pretty predatory way, exposing her long, sharp fangs, made to tear mango flesh apart

                                            >Or do the same to your veins

                                            >Lucky presses her snout against you

                                            >Her gaze having a sultry, seductive gleam in it

                                            >You decide to make your own move, kissing her lips

                                            >Your tongue invades her mouth, exploring it

                                            >You lick her long fangs, then move to her palette

                                            >The mare tightly embraces you

                                            >Her longer, thinner tongue wraps itself around yours, pushing back to your mouth

                                            >She's the invader now, her tongue exploring you

                                            >Reciprocating, she rubs it on your palette, your teeth and your undercheeks

                                            >Returning to wrestle you back to submission

                                            >You refuse to go down like this

                                            >You move your hand up to her ears, rubbing and caressing them

                                            >Lucky's tongue's grip weakens as she moans into your mouth

                                            >You fondle the tuft on her ear, making the mare more of an ecstatic mess as she rubs herself on the mattress, staining it with her arousal

                                            >You run your hand through her blue mane

                                            >But she won't let herself go down that easily either

                                            >The thestral sits on your lap, pulling you closer with her wing thumbs on your shoulders

                                            >Lucky wiggles her flanks on you

                                            >Your rock hard, pulsating penis threatens to tear apart the fabric of your pants

                                            >You moan into her mouth, the moment of your weakness allowing her tongue to continue bullying yours

                                            >Your hands shift to her dice-marked flanks, squeezing them, kneading them

                                            >Lucky gasps and groans into your mouth, refusing to let go of your tongue

                                            >Shifting her forehoof up to the back of your head, she presses you against her face, her tongue still in you

                                            >She breaks the kiss, the string of combined drool connecting your tongues

                                            >The bat mare is breathing heavily, her cheeks becoming redder

                                            >She pushes you on the mattress

                                            >You fall, causing her to be on top of you

                                            >"Keekeekee."

                                            >The smug grin returns to her face as she snickers

                                            >Without hesistance she turns around, presenting her wet, aroused pussy to your gaze

                                            >The warm, sticky string drips to your face, forcing you to drink it

                                            >The delectable taste of the maredrool arouses you even more

                                            >Lucky pulls your pants down, freeing your aching erection from its cloth prison

                                            >She sniffs your arousal, her marecunt winking in the process, getting even more aroused and wet

                                            >An another portion of her lust slowly drips into your ready mouth

                                            >The thestral licks your shaft

                                            >She wraps her tongue around it for more taste

                                            >You shiver, feeling her fangs against your hard pole

                                            >Lucky giggles, teasing you some more

                                            >Her long bap tongue licks your balls

                                            >She unwraps it, giving your testicles a brief kiss, before pulling your foreskin down with her lips

                                            >She kisses your head, eliciting a breathy grunt from you

                                            >The blue mare lowers her butt on your face, placing her wet cooch right for you to fully enjoy

                                            >Looking back at you with a seductive expression, she wiggles her alluring round flanks in front of your face

                                            >You immediately assault her fat marelips, kissing them all over

                                            >Lucky groans, reciprocating by giving your head a suckle

                                            >You thrust into her mouth, shifting up to pepper her ponut and her dock with pecks

                                            >Your mare lustfully squeals

                                            >She engulfs your prick, giving it more sucks in retaliation, moaning as you lick her sweaty dock

                                            >You can't keep yourself from instinctually moving into Lucky's warm wet mouth

                                            >You grab her fuzzy flanks and squeeze them

                                            >Licking her pount, returning to her pussy

                                            >You drink her sweet arousal

                                            >Kissing her winking clit, you cause Lucky to moan on your cock

                                            >You insert your tongue into her marebits, rubbing it against her flesh

                                            >Moaning into her pussy as she does the same around your cock

                                            >She licks, suckles, and kisses you, giving your cock the affection it needs

                                            >Her actions mirror yours, riding your face as you thrust in her mouth

                                            >Smearing your face in her juices

                                            >You take a breath, moaning as you feel Lucky sucking you off

                                            >She moves down, engulfing your cock down to your balls, making you moan loudly

                                            >You return to Lucky's wet, horny flower, suckling her winking clit

                                            >She shudders, giving you an another round of feedback loop by moaning on your shaft

                                            >You keep thrusting into her mouth while she rides your face harder

                                            >Steadily reaching your climaxes, being so focused on pleasing each other

                                            >You feel the familiar pressure in your groin growing fast, your cum threatening to erupt in Lucky's mouth

                                            >Your wet face, covered in Lucky's sweet lust, is ready

                                            >You give her pussy an another suckle after a series of kisses

                                            >The thestral sucks you to the point of no return

                                            >You unleash your sticky ropes into her mouth

                                            >She eagerly gulps your cum while maregasming on your face

                                            >Just as eagerly you drink her sweet nectar

                                            >It's the best thing you've ever tasted

                                            >Ejaculating hard into your mare's mouth, you keep assaulting her cumming cunt for more of her ambrosia

                                            >You moan in unison, being muffled by your bodies

                                            >Soon enough you cease orgasming, having your mouths full of each other's bodily fluids

                                            >Lucky lets go of your cock, swallowing all of your cum with a loud gulp, licking her lips

                                            >She lifts her flanks off of you, allowing you to wipe her squash soup off your face

                                            >She spins back around

                                            >Her face is flushed, her bow and tuxedo are stained with your cum

                                            >There's a lustful glint in your mare's seductively half-lidded eyes

                                            >She desires more of you

                                            >"I can tell you want more of me, hubby."

                                            >Well, she isn't wrong either

                                            >Sultrily twerking her posterior, the blue thestral takes off the bow and with her mouth, undressing herself

                                            >Locking her gaze with yours, she grabs one of the socks with her mouth, as if she's thinking taking it off

                                            >That's something you can't allow

                                            >You sit in front of her and move your hands underneath her, touching her maretits

                                            >Lucky closes her eyes, moaning as you knead her mammaries

                                            >Her nipples are hard, standing proudly

                                            >You run your thumbs against each one of them

                                            >Groaning, she lets go of the sock

                                            >Only to pin you back down

                                            >You react on the fly, knowing what she wants

                                            >You take your shirt off, exposing your torso to your bat pony wife's gaze

                                            >Stunned for a bit, she takes her tuxedo off, exposing more of her body, covered in soft, pristine fur

                                            >She tries to take her socks off again

                                            >Maintaining eye contact, she slowly takes one of them off

                                            "L-Lucky! Please don't! I'd do anything for you if leave them on."

                                            >You desperately try to convince your mare, getting back up and slowly running your hands along her barrel

                                            >"Anything, you say..."

                                            >She grins lightly

                                            >"How about being my toy for tonight?" she coos, putting her hoof on your cock, as it gets erect at her words

                                            >"Keekeekee. I know you want it, babe~"

                                            >Lucky leans to give you a kiss on the lips

                                            >While short, it was passionate enough for her to make a loud 'mwah' and for you to feel you're going to melt in her hooves

                                            >Complete with her wrapping her sky-blue tail around you

                                            >"Any good hubby should obey to his wife."

                                            >You're lying on your back again, your erection is twitching between Lucky's crotchtits

                                            >"I'll take good care of you~" your bap wife seductively coos, raising her plot above you, her tail gently caressing, almost tickling your thighs

                                            >You grunt, feeling Lucky impale herself on your prick

                                            >She moans, slowly taking more of it inside herself

                                            >You take a hold of her plot

                                            >She takes all of you, her clit winking against your groin, her tail brushing your balls

                                            >Slowly, she begins to ride you, putting her forehooves on your chest, the black fabric rubbing your bare skin as she fucked you

                                            >Her aroused cooch twitches as she moaned in lust, enjoying you

                                            >You gasp and groan, the pleasure overwhelming you

                                            >It's your first time having sex ever, and you didn't know it could be that good with a mare

                                            >Lucky snickers at your own reaction through the moans and coos

                                            >You fondle her crotchboobs again

                                            >Running your hands all over them, squeezing her nipples

                                            >The thestral gasps and moans loudly at your gesture

                                            >Thrusting faster, making the aforementioned crotchboobs slightly bounce

                                            >You move your hand up to the tuft on her chest, sinking it in the soft fur

                                            >Lucky presses your hand deeper into the fluff

                                            >Looking at you, she flutters her eyelashes, grinning sultrily

                                            >Exposing her fangs in all of their glory

                                            >Letting go of your hand, your mare makes a beckoning gesture with her forehoof

                                            >You sit, your face inches away from Lucky's

                                            >"If you're going to be a naughty colt, then I'd have to bite you." she purred, her voice dripping with lust

                                            >She moves to your neck, rubbing her fangs on the skin

                                            >You shiver, awaiting the painful bite, your cock twitching in your pony lover's squirming pussy

                                            >Instead, she chooses to kiss you, suckling on your skin hard enough to leave a hickey

                                            >Returning to your face level, she takes hold of your shoulders with her wing thumbs

                                            >Closing her eyes, she begins to make out with you again, invading your mouth

                                            >Dominating your tongue, being in every bit of it

                                            >The blue bat puts her hoof on the back of your head

                                            >You reciprocate, running your hand through her mane

                                            >Her marecunt squirms around your length as she enjoys you

                                            >Riding you slightly harder, she breaks the kiss, gazing at you while you both of share the breath

                                            >You brush your cheek against her own, feeling her fur on your skin

                                            >She gently nibbles on your ear, brushing the sides of her fangs on them

                                            >You moan, grabbing her flanks

                                            >She giggles and thrusts faster, satisfied with the result of her teasing

                                            >Pinning you down yet again, she bounces harder on you

                                            >Giggling in delight, watching you squirm underneath her

                                            >Feeling you knead her flanks

                                            >Hearing you cry her name out loudly

                                            >Her marepussy squirms hard, mauling your penis

                                            >Eliciting more grunts from you

                                            >Lucky cutely moans, her cooch abusing your cock

                                            >Up and down, she almost lets only your head inside her and then her voluptuous plot touches your balls again

                                            >The pleasure travels all of her body, originating from her pussy

                                            >Her flesh quivers around your shaft, sending more pleasure to you

                                            >The lewd slaps, the obscene sounds made by her wet pussy on your dick, the cutesy moans made by her are driving you crazy, making your mind go numb

                                            >She wiggles herself on you

                                            >More pleasure going through your bodies

                                            >Your mare's cunt seals itself around you

                                            >You can't pull out anymore

                                            >She won't let you

                                            >She wouldn't stop until she's satisfied

                                            >Even if she stayed with only your head being in, it's like her eager flower would suck all of you back inside

                                            >It already feels like the blue thestral is tightening herself around you

                                            >The pink flesh of her horny pussy twitching around your dick, mauling it, milking it

                                            >Dominating it as she fucked you

                                            >Your moans raise to a crescendo while Lucky bounced even harder on you, giggling and snickering in erotic enjoyment of your body and her your subordination

                                            >The fabric on her forehooves rubbed your skin with each thrust as her tail caressed your thighs and your testicles

                                            >Her maretitties mesmerized you with their bounce, your gaze shifting between them and Lucky's seductive stare

                                            >In deep pleasure, you squeeze her flanks harder

                                            >The loud rhythmic obscene sounds of her butt colliding with your hips became combined with your wife repeating a certain phrase like a mantra, only interrupted by loud moaning

                                            >"Ohhh baby impregnate me impregnate me impregnate me~"

                                            >She chanted those two words, as if that would ensure her pregnancy

                                            >Well, you're sure that you're about to give her a foal real soon now

                                            >The groin pressure is signifying you of your approaching orgasm that your lover is about to send you in

                                            >You tell her to keep going, to drain you, to enjoy you to the fullest

                                            >"Give me a foal NOW!~" Lucky wailed in ecstasy

                                            >She rides you harder and harder until she begins cumming, covering your fuckpole in her squash soup, hissing and screaming in so much pleasure

                                            >But the sex-crazed bat mare wouldn't stop riding you even in her maregasm

                                            >You ejaculate, screaming in powerful pleasure, filling your mare's womb

                                            >The virile semen covers her walls as you fill her madly squirming pussy with it

                                            >Lucky's hot wet orifice is clenched so tightly around you, draining you, taking more and more of your baby batter

                                            >She stops bouncing, still quivering in her powerful orgasm

                                            >The extremely pleasurable sensations travelling through her body as she loudly moaned and panted

                                            >You groan loudly, feeling her ravenous flower suck the last of your cum out of your balls

                                            >You both stay still, stunned in the primal ecstasy

                                            >You will never forget this night

                                            >The night this beautiful mare popped your cherry and made you hers

                                            >It's everything you've ever dreamed of

                                            >Even after many other subsequent episodes of having yourself lay underneath Lucky, you're not going to forget it

                                            >In the afterglow, you stare at each other like you're the most beautiful things you ever saw

                                            >Lying on top of you, Lucky gives you kisses on the lips

                                            >From a simple loving peck, to a heated, sloppy makeout

                                            >You feel tired, the sleepiness overtaking you

                                            >The bat rolls to lay beside you, lying her head on your shoulder as you wrap your arm around her head

                                            >She closes her eyes next to you, deciding to have a midnight nap


                                            Epilogue

                                            >Fourteen years have passed since that night

                                            >You're now a father a dozen fillies, the oldest being exactly 13 and the youngest being 2

                                            >Two of your fillies are twins

                                            >Raising all of them has been pretty troublesome, but it's nothing you and your wife couldn't handle

                                            >The oldest filles are themselves now going into school

                                            >They're grooming their male school friends into their future husbands, having successfully hissed and scared the human girls from them

                                            >They're also helping you to raise the youngest

                                            >Lucky herself, still dressed in her trademark tuxedo is currently knitting while the youngest two are asleep

                                            >She took the role of a housewife, making all the food and staying at home with her fillies

                                            >But she was the undisputable leader of the family

                                            >You had to obey to her like a god husband of a bat mare should

                                            >Especially in the bed, resulting in the large family you have due to her high libido, typical of bat mares

                                            >Tangerine, one of your batfillies is lying on your lap

                                            >Looking at you with her big, adorble eyes, full of love and adoration for her father

                                            >For the one who gave her a life, the one that chose to have her and her sisters instead of human girls

                                            >"Daddy, I love you so much."

                                            "I love you too, sweetie. I always will love you."

                                            >You pet your precious, beloved daughter, kissing her on the cheek

                                            >She falls asleep on your lap, feeling so safe and loved as you pet her


                                            The End.